Manstarch?

I’m not sure what to think of Nicholson Baker. I read Vox, that dirty little book, and ignored The Fermata after Xtop told me to skip it. But both of those sound tame compared to the newest offering by Mr. Baker. I mean, just read this and see what I mean.

I must say that Baker has proven to be a top notch essayist. I am sure he is a better novelist than I know, but I suppose I’m just too amused by neologisms like sackshot and slutslot to give House of Holes much of a chance.